January 5th 2004 - January 11th 2004
Sunday Many returns
Saturday Never ever married
Friday Too too
Thursday Pyjama party
Wednesday Ugly
Tuesday Just the one
Monday Protect the children
Sunday 11th January 2004
If it's January, it must be The Bloggies. Vote early, vote often.
(Which reminds me, I missed a birthday back there: Blogadoon turned three early last month. Looking back I find my first entry concerned, inter alia, His Dark Materials - which seems slightly prescient.)
Saturday 10th January 2004
Obituary Watch
Fenton Bresler, who died on Sunday aged 74, was a barrister and prolific author, legal columnist and television pundit..
He was separated from his wife Gina, but they remained good friends; they had a daughter and a son. All survive him, along with his long-standing companion Fred.
Harry Porter was a bachelor don par excellence. A historian of Tudor Cambridge, early Puritans and North American Indians, he was also an expert on drag artists who was the mainstay of the Cambridge theatrical club Footlights for over 40 years.
He was much loved (in many senses) by generations of undergraduates..
His wish to give pleasure, and increase happiness, was one of the mainsprings of his many amorous successes: he was a confident, affectionate and unselfish lover rather than merely lecherous.
Brent Benaschak, who died on December 30 aged 41, founded Whistler Gay Ski Week - an important event in the international homosexual social calendar.
Gay Ski Week features off-piste activities such as "hot tubbing" and dance parties with themes ("Avalanche", "Beach", "Cowboy/Cowgirl", "Leather/Uniform", and even - strangely - a "Gospel Brunch").
When he first began Gay Ski Week, he initially downplayed the homosexual element, partly because he was reluctant to be too public about his own sexual proclivities. "Ten to 12 years ago, I just came out and I was afraid to admit who I was," Benaschak recalled..
He never married.
Friday 9th January 2004
Last night we carried a sad but rather inadequate little story recounting an interview with the grieving parents of a 10-year-old girl found dead at a party, and how she had always wanted to be a ballerina.
I wanted to headline it Too too tragic. But they wouldn't let me.
Thursday 8th January 2004
You snooze, you lose
Shockingly, I've only just discovered that the new Channel Four sleep-deprivation show Shattered is being filmed, as we speak, just two hundred yards from my front door.
I guess I slept through the announcement.
(But I might go and hang around outside, just in chance I bump into Dermot O'Leary in his pyjamas.)
Wednesday 7th January 2004
I can't find an on-line reference, but apparently some bar somewhere regularly hosts Ugly Sweater Mondays, with a strict dress code, and prizes for the most unfortunate knitwear. Sounds like an ideal night for Bar Code to me.
Tuesday 6th January 2004
Overheard at the office
A: "Website compares Bush to Hitler"
B: Just the one?
Monday 5th January 2004
In addition to having been brought up with more money than they know what to do with, surrounded by flunkies who cater to their every whim and protected from even a arms-length relationship with the real world by a zealous corps of bodyguards and private secretaries, the heirs to our throne are now expected to endure a lengthy quasi-judicial investigation into the question of whether their father conspired to kill their mother.
And yet they're still scheduled to grow up and take over. What's wrong with this picture?
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